Fight to break the sky

In the dense forest, traces of pale energy flow seeped out from the air, and then continuously poured into the sleeping Xiao Yan's body.

Looking at Xiao Yan who had almost become the source of energy, Xun'er was slightly surprised and quietly stepped back some distance, guarding the surroundings vigilantly. If Xiao Yan was awakened from this state of cultivation at this time, I'm afraid he would wake up again. You will lose a good opportunity to advance.

Xiao Yan's promotion this time can almost be said to be as smooth as a matter of course. With the continuous influx of fighting spirit, the faint trace of fatigue on Xiao Yan's face slowly disappeared, and his delicate little face exuded a faint aura. The white light looks like warm jade.

In the small dense forest, the fluctuation of fighting spirit lasted for more than an hour, and then it slowly came to an end.

When the last ray of fighting spirit penetrated into Xiao Yan's body, the small dense forest returned to calm again, and the hot sunshine continued to shine down.

Looking at Xiao Yan, whose eyes were tightly closed but his breathing was extremely steady, Xun'er breathed a sigh of relief and laughed softly: "It's finally the ninth stage. Maybe in half a year, brother Xiao Yan can gather his strength to fight." He became a true fighter."

With a slight smile, Xun'er jumped up to a bluestone, sat cross-legged, held her cheeks in her little hands, and waited quietly for Xiao Yan to wake up.

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When Xiao Yan woke up from his deep sleep, the sky was already getting dark. He blinked his eyes in confusion. After being stunned for a while, Xiao Yan slowly came back to his senses. He raised his head and looked at the man sitting on the bluestone. Xun'er, who was covered with gauze by the golden sunset, looked at those sparkling watery eyes and couldn't help but smile.

"Brother Xiao Yan, are you awake?" Looking at Xiao Yan who woke up, Xun'er said with a sweet smile.

Smiling and nodding, Xiao Yan got up, twisted his sore neck, and stretched lazily. A crackling sound of bones colliding with each other came from the body that had just moved.

Shocked by this feeling of fullness that can only be felt after being promoted, Xiao Yan clenched his fists, then opened his mouth slightly, raised his face, and said with some hesitation and uncertainty: "Well... I seem to have arrived. The ninth paragraph?"

Looking at Xiao Yan's confused and interesting look, Xun'er smiled and nodded with a smile.

Seeing Xun'er nodding, Xiao Yan twitched the corner of his mouth. He was surprised and a little bit dumbfounded. The last time he broke through while sleepwalking, this time he broke through directly in his sleep. This way of breaking through is simply too weird. Funny.

He punched a few times quickly, feeling the fighting spirit that was several times stronger than a few hours ago, Xiao Yan couldn't help but smile.

After venting his surprise, Xiao Yan noticed the gloomy sky and smiled apologetically at Xun'er. He knew that this girl must have been waiting here.

He grabbed his clothes and put them on quickly. Xiao Yan smiled jokingly at Xun'er and said, "Still not leaving? Today is a happy day. I'll invite you to Wutan City for a nice meal."

"Hehe, I want the most expensive one..." Hearing this, Xun'er chuckled sweetly, tapped her toes lightly on the bluestone, and landed lightly beside Xiao Yan. The girl's crisp silver bells filled the emerald green forest. .

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In order to thank Xun'er for waiting for him all afternoon, Xiao Yan took Xun'er to visit Wutan City for a long time before parting ways with the family.

Dragging his steps back to his room still a little excited, Xiao Yan collapsed heavily on the bed, hugging the soft quilt, smiling and murmuring softly: "I'm finally going to become a fighter again... "

"Hey, this time you were promoted, you still benefited from that little girl a lot." An old laughter suddenly came out in the room.

Lifting his eyelids and looking at the Yao Lao who appeared at an unknown time, Xiao Yan frowned and asked, "Is it related to Xun'er?"

"Well, it does have something to do with it. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will take at least a week for you to break through." Yao Lao said calmly, his transparent body suspended above the seat.

Helplessly shrugging his shoulders, Xiao Yan buried his head in the quilt and said in a low voice: "Now he has reached the ninth level. If he wants to break through to the fighter level, it will probably take another half a year or so..." At this point, his voice suddenly stopped. After a pause, Xiao Yan lifted the quilt, his face suddenly became gloomy, and there was a hint of coldness in his voice: "More than a year has passed, but I haven't become a fighter yet. If this is the progress, three Years later... I'm afraid I still won't be able to catch up with Nalan Yanran."

Hearing this, Yao Lao raised his eyelids noncommittally.

"Nalan Yanran can be trained by the Yunlan Sect as the next sect master. Her talent is definitely not weak. Moreover, the Yunlan Sect is very powerful. There is also a powerful alchemist like Alchemy King Gu He in the sect... If he wants to help Nalan Yanran Yanran, I'm afraid her promotion speed will not be slower than mine." Xiao Yan seemed to be talking to himself.

Yao Lao glanced sideways at Xiao Yan, but when he saw this guy staring at him with bright eyes, he couldn't help but smile, but he refused to speak.

Seeing that Yao Lao didn't express anything, Xiao Yan could only roll his eyes helplessly. This call was in vain...

"Ahem..." After a long moment of silence, Yao Lao coughed slowly, stood up, paced, and said with a disdainful smile: "That Gu He is only a sixth-grade alchemist, he is worthy of the title. Alchemy King? Compared to refining medicine, what is he?"

Listening to Yao Lao talking like this, Xiao Yan suddenly had a smile on his face. He knew that his mysterious teacher was finally going to take action again...

"I'm going to buy the ingredients tomorrow. Hey, isn't it just Qi Gathering Powder? I'll make it for you and eat it like beans... I still don't believe it. How can Nalan Yanran be treated like this?" Yao Lao sneered proudly with his hands behind his back.